Self-deception.
So people call it.
I'm running,
Running somewhere.
Go forward.
That's not a full stop
And my wonderland 's not full of quietness.
Glass does not bring fear,
But I 've changed, found an unsuitable place.
I will look and look back
In my Alice's dress.
Forgive me.
Your elves 've never seemed like friends.
Forward.
Avoid flattery and respond.
Bluff and fiction are sometimes disguised as gold.
Self-deception comes and prevails
When our souls catch only cold.
Running
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